I can brush treasures by reading novels

Chapter 156 Dreaming into the Qinhuai River, Yangchun Baixue and Pipa

"Beauties, did you hear that? Use your strength and ask the young master to paint a few more calligraphy and paintings. Then Qingyue and I will be rewarded greatly. Maybe I will reward you with a painting and calligraphy."

Wu Xue began to boost morale.

"I'm going to get rich tonight..."

The four little beauties suddenly had beautiful eyes, and their pretty faces were blushing. They already knew from Wu Xue that Zhang Yang is a super master of calligraphy and painting, and they must start with any painting and calligraphy.

If they can get a piece of Zhang Yang's work, wouldn't they be rich?
"However, I have one condition. Whoever performs better in musical skills than me will give me a slap in the face. Would you like to?" Zhang Yang opened the fan with a snap and flapped it gracefully, but a smirk appeared on his face .

"It's really necrotic."

The six beauties were all blushing and coquettish.

However, they are all confident and believe that they will never lose.

So, they all shyly agreed.

This is a romantic thing, not too much.

It's just a babble, they are playing the role of a brothel girl in the late Ming Dynasty.

What's more, in modern times, it's not a big deal to chirp.

"Hehehe, today I will let you all know how powerful I am."

Zhang Yang was so triumphant, he flapped his fan smartly, looking really handsome.

"My lord, the blank surface of your folding fan does not match the image of a talented man like you..."

A little girl reminded me of ghosts and ghosts.

Anyway, their task today is to try their best to get Zhang Yang to create more works.

Then Wu Xue and Liu Qingyue will be greatly rewarded, and it is possible for them to each get a pair of calligraphy and painting.

"Is it really blank? This is definitely intentional."

Zhang Yang looked at the fan in his hand, and said with a dark face, "Bring the pen and ink."

"I'm coming."

The four little beauties immediately brought the paper, pen and ink, and even all the tools for painting.

Both Wu Xue and Wu Xue gave them thumbs up secretly.

Before the war starts, let's go to the city first.

Zhang Yang quickly sketched on the fan with a paintbrush.

Soon, a bony plum blossom appeared, extremely lifelike and gorgeous.With a few more strokes, a hazy pond below is revealed.

The picture is like a dream, with a strange artistic conception.

With a special beauty, as if hiding something.

You can imagine the feelings of the painter to your heart's content.

Then Zhang Yang wrote a poem in the blank space: A night of lovesickness, the water is clear and shallow, and the horizontal branches are thin.

It uses Wang Xizhi's running script.

It is also most suitable to write these two sentences in beautiful running script.

The four little beauties were dumbfounded and shocked to the extreme, with hot flames burning in their beautiful eyes.

The two beauties also looked adoring, their beautiful eyes were watery, as if spring had come in their eyes.

"My lord, can I have a look?"

The little beauty asked timidly.

"Go ahead and watch."

Zhang Yang smiled and gave her the fan.

So, the four little beauties and the two big beauties gathered together.

I can't appreciate it enough.

"If this fan is auctioned, how much will it be worth?"

The ghostly little beauty asked excitedly.

"Yes, how much is it worth?"

The other three beauties asked expectantly.

"Three to five years later, the young master's fame will rise, and a million is no problem." Wu Xue said, "The potential of the young master is endless, but in fact, a million is still underestimated."

"My God, in just a few minutes, he made a million dollars?"

The four little beauties were shocked like idiots, with fiery flames burning in their beautiful eyes.

Liu Qingyue also clicked her tongue secretly, Zhang Yang made money too fast.

"I'm going all out tonight. I must get some paintings and calligraphy from him. The more the better."

Immediately, the six beauties began to wink, gesticulate, and make secret signs, full of motivation.

"Girls, it's time to start, don't waste time, a spring night is worth a thousand gold."

Zhang Yang urged with a smirk.

"I will play a piece of pipa music for you to enjoy."

Wu Xue is a talented woman who graduated from Huaqing University, and she was the first to emerge.

She picked up a lute and began to play it gracefully.

The performance is the ancient famous song "Yangchun Baixue".

Suddenly, the beautiful, empty and noble sound of the pipa sounded.

So wonderful, so touching.

Hearing this, everyone was fascinated and couldn't stop.

At the end of a song, the lingering sound lingers on and lasts for three months.

The five beauties applauded excitedly and cheered, "It sounds so good, so great..."

"Master Li, do you admit defeat?"

Wu Xue also said arrogantly.

"Wu Xue is so talented, it seems that he is still not convinced. Today, let me completely convince you." Zhang Yang became extremely excited, and said with a wicked smile: "This talented man is omnipotent and skilled in everything." .If I say that I am the second person on Pipa, no one will dare to say that I am No.1.”

"So arrogant? Then you play?"

Wu Xue lost her temper and handed the pipa to Zhang Yang.

"Do you know Bai Juyi's pipa skills?"

Zhang Yang hugged the pipa and asked with a smile.

"Of course I know. In such a famous article, the big strings are like torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The chaotic strings are mixed, and the big beads and small beads fall on the jade plate..." Wu Xue said, "It makes people imagine infinitely. , I can’t wait to travel through time and space to listen to it.”

"Yes, yes, the article describes it so beautifully, but it is the biggest regret that I can't hear the pipa girl playing the piano." Liu Qingyue also echoed regretfully.

"Then I will replay the piece that the pipa girl played that night. It is absolutely no less than her, and even better. Make up for your regrets." Zhang Yang said.

"Is this cowhide blown too big?"

Everyone was stunned, looking at Zhang Yang like a monster.

Kind of can't believe it.

Zhang Yang smiled mysteriously and began to play.

The extremely beautiful pipa sounded.

Let everyone get lost in an instant.

How beautiful it is.

Bai Juyi's pipa skills can be described.

Xunyang River head night to see guests off, maple leaf digi flowers autumn surging.

The owner disembarked from the boat, drinking wine without restraint.

Drunken can't be happily farewell, and then the vast river floods.

Suddenly heard the sound of pipa on the water, the host forgot to return.

Who is asking the bomber?The sound of the pipa ceased to speak late.

Move the boat to invite to meet each other, add wine and return to the light to reopen the banquet.

After all the calls came out, he still hugged the pipa and covered his face.

The revolving shaft plucks the strings three or two times, and there is love before it becomes a tune.

Yanxian concealed his voice and thought, as if he could not live up to his life.

The low-eyebrow letter procedure continued, saying everything in my mind.

Lightly gathered, slowly twisted, wiped and picked again, first it was "Neon Clothes" and then "Six Yao".

The big strings are like a rain, and the small strings are cut like a whisper.

Cut the wrong bullets, and the big beads are falling into the jade plate.

Between Guan Yingyu, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to swim under the ice.

Bingquan's cold string is condensed, and the condensing is silent for a while.

Don't have the sadness and hatred, silence is better than sound.

The silver bottle burst into water, and the iron cavalry protruded and shot.

At the end of the song, take care to draw, the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.

The east boat and the west boat were silent, only seeing Jiang Xin Qiuyue white.

He pondered and put it in the plucking and plucking strings, tidying up his clothes and restraining his appearance.

She said she was a girl from Beijing, and her family lived under Xima Mausoleum.

Thirteen learns to become a pipa, the name belongs to the first part of Jiaofang.

Qu Pai once taught good talents to dress, makeup is always jealous of Qiuniang.

Wuling was young and struggling with his head, and there was an unknown number of red ribbons.

The silver grate on the head is broken, and the blood-colored Luo skirt is turned over and the wine is dirty.

Laugh again this year and next year, the autumn moon and spring breeze wait for leisure.

The younger brother went to join the army and the auntie died.

The door was left in the cold, and the boss married as a merchant's wife.

Merchants prioritize profit and farewell, and go to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.

Go to the Laijiang Estuary to guard the empty boat and circle the boat on the moonlight river.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly dream of juvenile things, crying makeup and tears.

I sighed when I heard the pipa, and then I sighed again.

The same people who are fallen from the end of the world, why do they know each other when they meet!

Last year, I resigned from the imperial capital and lived in Xunyang City, where I was ill.

There is no music in the secluded land of Xunyang, and the sound of silk and bamboo is not heard all the year round.

Living near the Tengjiang River with low humidity, yellow reeds and bitter bamboos surround the house.

What did you hear in the middle of the night?The cuckoo cry and the blood ape whine.

The spring river flowers toward the autumn moonlit night, often drinking wine alone.

Are there no folk songs and village flutes?Vomit hoarse mocking embarrassing.

Hearing your pipa language tonight is like listening to Xianle's ears.

Mo Cigeng sat down and played a song, translating "Pipa Xing" for you.

I feel that I have been standing for a long time when I said this, but I sat down and turned the strings quickly.

The desolate sound is not like a forward sound, and the whole audience is covered in tears.

Who cried the most in the seat?Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet.

Wait for Zhang Yang to finish playing all the pieces that the pipa girl played to Bai Juyi that night.

All the beauties were already weeping.

The sleeves are all wet.

One is that the music is too poignant, the emotion in it too strong.

They seem to have seen and heard the ups and downs of the pipa girl's life.

Let them sympathize, sigh, and burst into tears.

After a long time, they came out of the lost situation.

Then they saw that Zhang Yang was drinking alone, as if the beautiful pipa music just now had nothing to do with him.

In fact, it really doesn't have much to do with him. He only indirectly obtained the memory of Pipa girl's pipa skills. After all, Pipa girl's skills have reached an astonishing level. It can be said that no one can surpass her. Dong got it, and Zhang Yang got it.

And Zhang Yang got too many memories of musical talents, which made his pipa playing better than that of pipa girls.

"My lord, are you a god? Otherwise, how could you play the music played by the pipa girls of the Tang Dynasty? This is basically lost."

Wu Xue asked in shock.

"Yes, yes, how is this possible?"

Liu Qingyue and the four little beauties also echoed in shock.

"Yes, I am an immortal, nicknamed Zhang Tiandi. I know everything and am omnipotent."

Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"Giggle..."

All the beauties laughed coquettishly, and finally, Wu Xue said coquettishly, "Stop talking nonsense, tell the truth quickly?"

"Well, no one will believe the truth." Zhang Yang shook his head secretly, and could only lie: "How could it be lost? I am a talented person who has learned a lot and read countless classics. Naturally, I know countless music scores. According to the music score, I can play it." .It's really not that hard for a genius."

"Monster, what a monster."

The six beauties believed Zhang Yang's lie and looked at Zhang Yang like a monster.

At this moment, a strong sense of powerlessness surged in their hearts.

Even with the skills they have worked hard for many years, they are not capable of defeating him once.

But he is a genius, and he may be proficient at a glance.

(End of this chapter)